And As Quickly As It Began...

It's over.

There's no question that once my body was somehow shocked into lark-dom, the melatonin helped to maintain that state, and I got to enjoy many mornings that I never would have seen otherwise. However, the price was just too great and I stopped taking it a couple of weeks ago. Almost immediately, I was right back to my usual pattern of waking somewhere between 9 and 10am, and of having to set an alarm clock to be sure that I'm up for work by then.

The killer was the Sleep Hangover phenomenon. I'm klutzy and woozy enough in the mornings as is - I just couldn't stand bumping into things, knocking things over, and most of all, wanting nothing more than to puke my guts up first thing every morning. Not fun.

Today, I woke up with only the "usual" nausea. I'm not hungry right away, but I expect that I will be in another half hour or so. (I've been up for 45 minutes now.) I have, however, made coffee and I'm enjoying a wonderful cup of La Minita from Polly's Gourmet Coffee, which is our local roaster. If you happen to be a coffee fiend from elsewhere, you can order their amazing stuff right here. No, I don't work for them...but they tolerate me sitting around using them as my local "office" for hours, and they truly have the best coffee EVER! And as you know, that's critical to life as we know it when you have DSPS. Plus, they have the coolest Coffeebot on the planet - their roaster.

So check them out!

Anyway, I have to say that I really miss mornings. It was such a peaceful time of day. I miss looking up at the clock and realizing that I've accomplished half my work for the day before I'd normally be awake. Since I was still falling asleep around my normal time, it was like messing with the space/time continuum and gaining a few extra hours each day. I felt like I was cheating the laws of physics - which, it seems, I was. Cheating something anyway, because it's over. I fear that I'll never see 7am again.

It's over and I'm sad. :-(